The Colors Of Diwali
( I don't write much..this- I had written earlier..but ...I dedicate this to you) You're awesome Sem..and I don't actually POST anything In IF..so...yehi sahi !
Outburst of Enthusiasm and obsession dictates the reality. Instances in life demonstrate our life as a web of illusions and deceptions: is this passion and infatuation' a delusion or is there a world penetrated in that zeal that hides in some corner of heart but gets reflected by the eyes? I am bemused Khushi, I am lost; I inspect your eyes to perceive if our confusions are akin; I undergo extreme intensity in my heart when I uncover your hazel eyes with nervousness evident; fervor peeping through your sight, your body crafts a yearning in me to engulf it and fall swiftly in the depth of your innocent flesh, acceptance is what I'm dying for Khushi, ACCEPTANCE. I need to gulp you, taste you: your hair's aroma hypnotizes my senses; your smile reveals the obscurity locked inside my soul, your lips construct my identity as a ravenous and greedy individual; you create a symphony of my existence, my breaths: what do you mean to me Khushi? Why do you attract me so unconvincingly---I want to pursuit the answers- I want to know if our unnamed relation is just the collision of passion or do we shelter in each other?!
Love breaking the ends, passion stretching the sky
Your lips on my lips, I crave for, my body impulses high
Shivers my tongue with vagueness, my body goes on fire
Eyes consummate the heat, my moral seems a liar
Heart jerks and the moment freezes, give yourself to me, I desire
The night is ours, the darkness will blossom, and we will fall vulnerably in it
Still, the confusions remain framed- On which bench of relation do we shelter in?'
Oh Arnav, I covet for your sensation taking me over, I'm obliged not to cross the bound of restrictions, but I can't help longing for your caress. When you hold my hand, I feel like I've won the world- you assemble my soul, you make me feel secured, assured and elite. The twilight in my heart breaks the dawn, I feel rays of erotic emotions converging in me- just your tenderness brings the implication of my presence: I want the nature to go wild, I want the sun to hide and the moon to leave us with insufficient light so that I can feel you much more closer to me; our heartbeats beating in harmony, our breaths going heavy, our eyes intoxicated on each other: I want your arms to be around me, I want you to ruffle my hair, I want you to kiss me, love me and make me yours, not just for the moment, but for all the moments of the eternity.
I'd lay my body over yours; I yearn for your bites and rage,
You come across the hills and seas, get hold of me and make me yours
Hold my hand and embrace me in your arms, I crave for the warmness from your flesh
Destroy me, my angel, let my wings die and set me free, let all the secrets unleash
No regrets I'll have for losing myself to you when you incarcerate me,
Make me feel alive, let your body stroke mine...
Exposing my will, I'm telling you to swallow me up, do it helplessly, without a pause, I demand
A broken piece of glass pricks me, and reality outshines but I'm not turning back
Though the confusions remain framed- On which bench of relation do we shelter in?'
You are my Diwali Khushi- my lights, my colors, my victory, my reign, my happiness, my desire, my world- you are just the one individual who brings my attitude on right perception, you're just the one whom I can apologize for my mistakes, you're just the single one who feels me, who detects my breath and heartbeats, who understands the words I hide; you are extraordinary Khushi; sometimes I feel as if your eyes are the reflection of my heart, I love the nervousness in you when you move behind with my approaching steps; you hit the wall at last, see you can't escape- But don't fear my darling, I just want to see the willingness in your eyes, I want to see the same rage, the same locked feelings' covering your eyes like mine: I want the world to go numb so that we can get the sight of the world in our eyes- our hopes unfailingly depending upon each other, our body turning into a single masterpiece, we'll be twisting and turning without escaping a beat, we'll be tasting each other's aroma, I'll be inside you and you'll be moaning, we'll bring heaven in harmony- I need you, and this is the only thing I see...I need you..I just need you...My K-H-U-S-H-I...Red suits on you like the clouds suit the sky, like the stars suit the night- you are a divine beauty...a real beauty...I need you in my life...
We're failing our attitude, we're letting the present slip
Uncared about the world, we're consuming each other's presence
Moans and groans, grips and embraces: all will be beholden
Nakedness will cover our body; we will lavishly savor each other
Intensifying kisses spreading all over the skin will decorate us: we will shine
This feeling is heavenly: love, passion and guilt (??) all woven and intermingled
But why are we failing our morals now, why are we failing our individuality over this desire?
Confusions have again been framed- On which bench of relation do we shelter in?'
What was I doing? Why was I going to kiss Khushi? What had come over me? I am Arnav Singh Raizada, how could I not control myself?! I have never been this weak. All these long years, since my childhood, I had been successful in suppressing my emotions- but why couldn't I do it today?...Khushi, why, what , how...how could we easily fall prey over this tendency of nature???!!!...Sooo-rr---...
What had happened to you damn girl? If the phone hadn't ring, you would have kissed Arnav Singh Raizada...How could you be so selfish"he is engaged to Laavanya...she loves him...You are not here to break them... Now all I need to do is-----keep a distance from this man...I must ignore him--------what was I going to do??!!!!! ...
Guilt has crossed our way,
Situation has divided us apart...
Destiny has always brought us together...
At this point, some things need to be sorted out...
Some feeling must be swept away...
But can I remain without you??
Will the destiny keep us apart?
...Do I L-O-V-E you???
Confusions are framed clearly now- We're trying to run away leaving behind the bench upon which our relationship stands'...
THE END..
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